The Queen of Charm

Chapter 337
After getting out of the carriage, there was a hint of tea fragrance on the corners of his lips, and her breath seemed to be on the tip of his nose.

Ouyang Yu looked pensive.

At that moment, he saw that the way she cared about one person was very beautiful and dazzling.

A person came in front of him, and he knew who it was without looking up, with a faint smile on his lips, "Do you want to come over and ask me what she wanted from me, or do you want to know what the two of us did in the carriage?"

Feng Luoge shaved off the waist-length weeds in front of her with a silver sword, and the dirty broken leaves fell on the sharp sword.Seeing this, Ouyang Yu was slightly moved, and the corners of his lips twitched. This peerless sword was actually used to weed the grass. If other people knew about it, wouldn't it be possible to vomit blood and die?

Then he tied the straw with a straw, threw it on the ground, and sat on it casually, without saying a word or asking the question Ouyang Yu said.

Ouyang Yu didn't care about the details, and sat beside him.

"It's a rare leisure!" He smiled and asked, "Is there any wine?"

Feng Luoge threw the gourd at his waist to him.

Looking at the small gourd that has been around for a long time, Ouyang Yu took a sip, and the strong smell of wine was drawn down his throat, mellow and intense.Playing with the little gourd, he joked, "Unexpectedly, the majestic third-rank major general doesn't use the jade pot and silver cup, but this little gourd pot, why don't you want to change it?"

After snatching back the gourd, Feng Luoge took a sip calmly, and said lightly, "I'm not used to it!"

The corners of Ouyang Yu's lips curled up into a smile, and he put his hands behind his back, leaning his body back slightly, so that he could get closer to the sky.

After a long silence, Feng Luoge taunted, "Three months with her is not as good as yours for half a month. She never believed in me, or my ability made her disbelieve. What's the point of that! "

Looking sideways at Ouyang Yu, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it!"

Ouyang Yu was stunned for a moment, never expecting Feng Luoge to say these words, the youth who used to be a high-spirited boy really matured a lot suddenly, he looked like old general Feng, but unfortunately he was more persistent than old general Feng.

When Feng Luoge got up, Ouyang Yu's voice sounded faintly from behind, "She wants me to find someone! Someone who is very important to him. Remember that weird piano that she played before, she said it was a piano, she wants I'm looking for a piano producer."

Standing up slowly, rubbing his waist, Ouyang Yu waved his hands and headed towards his carriage.

In the end, I left a sentence to defend myself, "That's all, nothing else!"

Feng Luoge is silent, piano?

While pondering, the guards came over, "Major General, the Eighth Prince wants to go!"

Burying this matter in her heart, Feng Luoge seemed to have made a certain decision.He got on his horse, raised his sword, and shouted loudly, "Let's go!"

In Dream City,

It has been half a day since Ling Zihan left, but she didn't know that she and Jinxi just missed each other like this.

There were many pear blossoms, and the girl in purple was sitting softly in the courtyard to rest, busy all around, preparing for Meng Qingcheng's wedding.A frail and delicate young man appeared in the grass, shivering in the cold wind.

"Princess..." The nurse patted Meng Qingcheng on the shoulder lightly.

Meng Qingcheng slowly opened her eyes, with an indifferent expression on her face, "Nurse, don't you want to disturb me? You can do whatever you want about the wedding, anyway, it's just a ceremony."

The nanny shook her head.

Pointing to the grass.

Meng Qingcheng frowned slightly, and casually glanced at the grass.

With a glance, he saw the young man standing alone in the grass, very pitiful in the cold wind, with tears in the corners of his eyes, extremely desolate.

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(End of this chapter)